They Might Be Giants the fellowship of hell

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All your friends are kleptomaniacs
They steal your concentration
And they never give it back again
Rock had a baby and they called it Aah
The baby had a baby, got no calls at all
Ain't no loathing, like self-loathing
Prison guards ain't free
The fellowship of hell
Can't help you now
The fellowship of hell
This hunk of junk keeps rolling down the road
Careening off the guardrail for the epilogue
No delusion, like self-delusion
Who will use it now?
The fellowship of hell
Can't help you now
The fellowship of hell
The fellowship of hell
Can't help you now
The fellowship of hell
Can't help you now
The fellowship of hell

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